Victim

Matchmake “Where should I send you?” Chen Shuang He asked blandly, “Your house, or that movie theater?” Ning Ning took a look at him and felt her head hurting a little, he was still hung up over Life Theater. But… Read More »ITTMB 126

Mask, Masked Person What would happen? Zhang Xin Ai remained silent for a moment before she abruptly took off for the entrance. Her shoe fell off halfway through. Upon closer inspection however, it was not a shoe, it was her… Read More »ITTMB 125

Big Brother’s Lover When Wen Yu arrived at Li Shan Zhu’s house, it was empty, Ning Ning was nowhere to be seen. The landlord said after helping him open the door, “I told you, she had already left with him.”… Read More »ITTMB 124

Black Photo Frame Although Li Shan Zhu had turned it down multiple times, Wen Yu insisted on sending the two of them home. Why? Ning Ning stared at the side of his face. Did he think that she was sick… Read More »ITTMB 123

A Solo Performance The office quietened down. One of them had not expected herself to utter the name, the other had not expected that the other would utter that name. Rage swelled up in his chest, but it was then… Read More »ITTMB 122

Infinite Death Saturday, July 17th, 2004. In a certain psychological clinic. Wen Yu placed two teacups on the table. He took a glance at Ning Ning’s pocket. “Are you not answering that?” From when she first sat down, her phone… Read More »ITTMB 121

Patient “Wait up, wait up!” Li Shan Zhu shouted breathlessly at the elevator with a grocery basket in hand. The doors that were about to close then opened up again. He walked into the elevator and held his knees as… Read More »ITTMB 120

Kept in Captivity Two days to go, everything was normal. At the very least, they looked normal on the surface. “Big Sister Little Ai.” Li Shan Zhu’s smiling face greeted her the moment the door opened, he was holding a… Read More »ITTMB 119

Countdown “…I was joking.” Li Shan Zhu quickly shrugged and smiled. “Alright, I’ll go get toiletries for you from the supermarket downstairs. Besides a toothbrush and a towel, what else do you want?” Was he really joking? Ning Ning looked… Read More »ITTMB 118

Sharing A Drink Bedroom, an open wardrobe. There were long dresses and short blouses, plain and colourful, a huge array of variety, they only had one common factor—expensive. A hand stroked the clothes from the left to right, stopping at… Read More »ITTMB 117